Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 481 Mila really did bring it for her! Felicity lit up instantly, darting over to Mila and nuzzling her affectionately. "Thank you, Mila! I absolutely love it." Conrad watched the scene, feeling a knot tighten in his chest.

Lately, he'd becso unwelcthat nothing he did seemed to please Felicity anymore. They'd even been sleeping in separate rooms for a while now. Even his daughter-in-law seemed to hold a higher place in Felicity's heart than he did.

All he could do was console himself.

Once that person was dealt with, everything would be better.

He wouldn't have to keep doing things that annoyed Felicity. They could finally go anywhere together, without limits, without the fear that had shadowed them ever since that terrible incident with Cosyears ago.

That night, Mila stayed over at the old house.

After Felicity went to bed, she and Conrad spent half the night poring over every detail of tomorrow's travel route, double- and triple-checking safety precautions. Only when everything seemed in order did Mila allow herself to relax-though not completely.

The next morning, Felicity was up early, practically buzzing with excitement. She dragged Mila-who was still bleary-eyed from their late-night planning-into the walk-in closet to help pick out something to wear.

It took a while before they were finally ready to go out.

It was the cusp of spring and summer, and the weather was already turning warm. The two women had similar tastes, both choosing dresses of a nearly identical cut.

Perhaps it was because Felicity hadn't had much to worry about these past years —or maybe her mind had grown more innocent with age-but she looked more vibrant and youthful than ever. Her cheeks glowed, and her skin was smooth and clear. She wore a pale lavender dress with a flared, tulip-shaped skirt and a cropped black jacket. Walking beside Mila, she didn't look like anyone's elder- more like a sister.

She radiated youth.

Mila, on the other hand, had skipped her usual muted tones for once. She chose a black satin skirt with the stulip silhouette, a fitted black top, and a tailored black blazer thrown over her shoulders. The look gave her an edge of cool professionalism-a shield against the nerves churning inside her.

She was under tremendous pressure.

She wanted Felicity to enjoy a day out, to grant Eugene's wish of seeing his mother, but she was also on high alert about their safety.

It was a lot to juggle.

Oddly enough, Conrad-the one who'd always been the most anxious and resistant to Felicity going out-now just smiled easily from the sidelines, as if he'd never objected to any of it.

Well, so be it.

The decision was made.

Mila slipped on a pair of sleek, comfortable flats and walked over to Felicity with a reassuring smile. "Ready?" Whatever happened, she'd done everything she could.

And this rare outing-she was determined that Felicity would have a wonderful time, full of laughter and joy. The amusement park.

They'd called ahead, so there was no waiting in line; Mila and her group took the side entrance reserved for staff. Security personnel, dressed as ordinary visitors, were scattered throughout the park, keeping a discreet watch.

Felicity, blissfully unaware, was immediately swept up in the magic of the place.

It was a weekday, so the park wasn't as crowded as usual, but there were still plenty of people. Mila and Conrad followed closely as Felicity bounced from one attraction to the next, wide-eyed and eager to try everything. sŵ She hadn't been out in so long.

She was practically giddy.

Mila did her best to keep up, all the while scanning the crowds. She wondered if Eugene had come. Before they left, she'd texted him if he wanted to see his mother, today was probably his only chance.

But even after Felicity had worn herself out and they'd settled into a restaurant for a break, Mila hadn't spotted any sign of Eugene.

Had he changed his mind? Or maybe he'd already been and gone? But he hadn't sent her a message, either.

As Mila puzzled over this, she didn't notice the teenager sitting in the farthest corner of the café. He wore a black t-shirt and shorts, his head bowed the brim of his blacke baseball cap shading his face. Only his slim, clean- shaven jaw was visible as he slowly looked up.

Beneath the shadow of the cap, the boy's eyes were fixed precisely on Mila's group. There was no mistaking it this was Eugene.

Mila had her back to him.

But Felicity, facing him from across the table, was in the middle of m chatting with Conrad. After a moment, Conrad stood and headed off to the counter to order. Felicity turned back.

She seemed about to say something to Mila, but her gaze caught Eugene's, so direct and unguarded. She froze. Eugene's heart leapt into his throat.

Did she recognize him? He should have looked away, but for sreason, he didn't want to hide anymore. He just stared at the woman- his mother unblinking.

He had no idea how much tpassed.

In reality, it was only a handful of seconds, but to Eugene, it felt like like Q.

forever. Then, the woman studied him for a moment, and suddenly, she smiled at him-a bright, warm smile full of kindness.

Eugene jerked his head down, almost in panic, the brim of his cap hiding his eyes. But it couldn't conceal the way his lips pressed together and trembled. He knew she hadn't recognized him.

His mother- She had never smiled at him like that before.

She didn't know who he was.